I knew these things, but Mr. Zhang told us later.

My cousin persuaded him for a long time, but as long as it was linked to money, Mr. Zhang waved his hand, showing that he didn't need to say anything more.

"It's not that we want to be nosy, those children of yours, the physical problems are probably left by the old lady's filthy breath." The cousin touched his nose and began to make up nonsense: "You also know, sometimes no matter how much money you have, it is useless, and the health of children is the most important thing." ”

Speaking of children, Mr. Zhang was obviously a little uncomfortable.

"We won't talk about anything else, you can think about it yourself."

Do it yourself.

This may be what my cousin wants to say, but because Mr. Zhang is also a man who wants to save face, it is difficult for him to say it.

Leaving Mr. Zhang's home, we received a significant fee.

By this time it was already dawning.

Brother Xie didn't need us to help for the time being, so my cousin drove us home, and we should catch up on sleep while we weren't busy.

When I woke up almost dusk, Dong Jing was cooking in the kitchen.

After eating, my cousin rushed to Brother Xie's side.

I was idle and went back to the agency.

Our company opens from 9 to 10 in the morning, earlier than the peers who open the door and close the door later, in order to attract more business.

Shortly after I arrived at the company, a man came in looking for a house.

He wasn't very old, and he was followed by a little girl who looked like she had just come of age.

It is estimated that the two of them eloped to the city, so I casually recommended them a house in an urban village.

The intermediary fee was not confiscated, and it was supposed to collect half of the rent, but then he was asked for 500 yuan.

I don't know why, but there are more people who come to look for the house at night.

I heard that the bus from the nearby village to the city was late, so those who went to the city to work were also late.

Luckily we opened late, otherwise they would have wasted another night's money to stay in a hotel.

I took a few more orders one after another, and after the busy work, the time was almost nine o'clock.

When I was about to close the store, Dong Jing called me.

"Come over to Brother Xie's side, there seems to be something wrong."

She was succinct on the phone, and I didn't pay much attention to it.

Something seems to be going on?

Is there something wrong or is it okay?

Dong Jing usually doesn't speak so vaguely, but as long as it's not sweeping the house, this kind of funeral thing lets me do a favor and ask for a red envelope.

I drove the little electric donkey to the shop rented by Brother Xie, which was full of incense, and there were more people than before.

After I entered the door and said hello to Brother Xie, I walked up to my cousin and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"This old man's life should not be extinguished, we may have to return to the soul."

Still...... Rejuvenation?

"It's not up to you to decide whether your fate should be cut off or not, right? Hades wants him to die on the third watch, who can keep him until the fifth watch? "I'm a little confused.

People are already out of breath, where is my cousin talking about this?

"Look outside the door."

My cousin stretched out his finger and I looked in the direction of his finger.

Indeed, I don't know when there was an extra wind outside the door, and it was like the wind in Mr. Zhang's house before, which was rolling.

"This kind of wind has a name, it is called the Wind Sweeper, as long as you encounter this kind of madness, it is basically a strong yin atmosphere. The old man may still have something to explain, so he has to help him return his soul first. ”

When I heard my cousin's words, I was even more stunned.

According to him, wouldn't the people who were killed or injured in the accident also have no time to explain what happened to them?

Then don't you have to find someone to help each of them return to their souls, and ask them what happened after their deaths, so that they can go?

"You don't understand, and I don't know how to explain it. Just listen to what I say, help me get his soul back first, and we'll talk about it later. ”

My cousin was too lazy to talk nonsense with me, and he was sure that I wouldn't understand.

At this time, Brother Xie walked over to us, and he looked anxious.

Because he was the firstborn, he had to be there every day for the three days of the vigil, and it was the first night, and he looked worse than he did yesterday.

Not only did his Yin Tang turn black, but his eyes and stomach were also dark blue at this time.

Most people don't know and always think it's dark circles.

Those of us who are accustomed to these things can see it at a glance, it is not a dark circle, it is obvious that the yin qi on the body is too heavy.

But he was a big man, forty or fifty years old, and he was in the prime of life.

It is impossible to have such a heavy yin qi.

Unless he provokes something he shouldn't.

"How's it going? Can this be done? ”

I looked at his open and closed mouth, and the color of his bruised lips stunned me.

I didn't dare to think about it, after all, someone had just died in his family, and it was not appropriate to tell him this.

Even if he did, he might not have the heart to deal with it.

I looked back at my cousin with an inquiring look in my eyes.

My cousin, of course, understood what I meant, and he shook his head and motioned for me not to meddle in my business.

"Almost, my nephew can help us with this." My cousin reached out and nudged my back, motioning for me to agree.

I nodded and said nothing.

Brother Xie looked at my cousin and me, and took out two more red envelopes for us.

When I received the red envelope, I was actually a little hesitant.

As soon as the red envelope is collected, the matter is settled.

But I can't refuse, I'm just a layman, and laypeople love money.

If you take someone else's money, you have to do the work for someone else.

My cousin and I and Dong Jing were already in order, so we had to kick out all the people in the shop.

Children are naturally ignorant, and these things are not let them look at them.

Only Brother Xie was left in the shop, after all, he was the eldest son, and he had to be present to do everything.

And I'm a little golden boy, just kneel there and help cry.

The rest of my cousin and Dong Jing will do it together.

Whether you can call the old man's marriage back, that's a story for later.

"Come back, Uncle Xie, come back." My cousin shouted as he burned the yellow and white paper.

I knew that this was to guide the way, so that Uncle Xie knew where his coffin was placed.

Their approach was more or less useful, and it wasn't long before a cloud of white smoke slowly came towards us outside the shop.

That was the filthy aura left by Uncle Xie, and it was the only amount of energy he had left.

But the white smoke didn't come to us, just circled around the coffin and left.

It's also strange to say, isn't this to help him return his soul?

Why does the soul come and not return to its own body?

I stood up to look at it, only to find a word on the coffin.